Last night I was tempted by Pedal GR (which sadly I have not yet tried out) and mountain biking co-workers, but instead the hubby and I played a super fun and rousing round of tennis. I think doing the triathlon this summer increased my general athletic confidence because the competition between us is a lot closer than it used to be. I’m a little quicker and more aggressive on the court.
In the end, I won a match and the hubby won a match. It was a series of tight games.
After tennis and a tasty dinner of French bread pizza, we watched Rome – a documentary on mountain biking made by The Collective . We were both in awe of what the amazing riders can do flying down a mountain at high speed. Some of the drops they took without a flinch made us both nervous just sitting on the couch!
Between this film and a PBS special last week on biking in Ontario around the Georgian Bay area (which I used to visit as a kid), the hubby has been talking about doing a mountain biking vacation. Awesome! I can’t believe it, but I’ll take it! He never realized that mountain bike meccas like Whistler, BC and Moab, UT existed. Places like this are beautiful and have some unbelievable trail systems.